[Intro]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
[Verse 1]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7
It’s my Jordan year and I thought this shit would look good on me
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
But I just feel weird,
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7
And I still can’t fly, thought I’d be ahead, but I’m down by five
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
I’m on fight or flight, and I still can’t fly
[Pre-Chorus]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Everything looks good on paper, displayed on the shelf
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
And nobody thinks they should save her ‘cause she’s doin’ well
Emaj7 B B/Bb G#m
Three hundred sixty-five days later, I still haven’t learned to calm down
F# Emaj7
But I blow candles out, my wish should be different by now
[Chorus]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
But tomorrow I turn twenty-three and it feels like everyone hates me
Emaj7 Bmaj7 G#m
So, how old do you have to be to live so young and careless?
Emaj7
My wish is that I cared less at twenty-three
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
[Verse 2]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Thе bags on my eyes, no, they’rе not designer
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
but they’re overpriced, I paid for with cryin’ (Cry, cry, cry)
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7
And every ex hits my phone like, “Happy birthday, are you alone?”
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7
You tried to ruin twenty-two, so don’t pretend that now we’re cool
[Pre-Chorus]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Everything looks good on paper, displayed on the shelf
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
And nobody thinks they should save her ‘cause she’s doin’ well
Emaj7 B B/Bb G#m
Three hundred sixty-five days later, I still haven’t learned to calm down
F# Emaj7
But I blow candles out, my wish should be different by now
[Chorus]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
But tomorrow I turn twenty-three and it feels like everyone hates me
Emaj7 Bmaj7 G#m
So, how old do you have to be to live so young and careless?
Emaj7
My wish is that I cared less at twenty-three
[Bridge]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
It’s my Jordan year, twenty-three, no they’re not designer, but they’re—
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Ahhhhhhhhhh
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Tomorrow I turn twenty-three
G#m E
Happy birthday, happy birthday
[Outro]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
I hope that I’ll see twenty-four, I hope I’ll understand me more
Emaj7 Bmaj7 G#m
I hope my bed is off the floor, I hope that I can care less,
Emaj7
But I’m afraid to care less
[Intro]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
[Verse 1]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7
It’s my Jordan year and I thought this shit would look good on me
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
But I just feel weird,
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7
And I still can’t fly, thought I’d be ahead, but I’m down by five
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
I’m on fight or flight, and I still can’t fly
[Pre-Chorus]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Everything looks good on paper, displayed on the shelf
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
And nobody thinks they should save her ‘cause she’s doin’ well
Emaj7 B B/Bb G#m
Three hundred sixty-five days later, I still haven’t learned to calm down
F# Emaj7
But I blow candles out, my wish should be different by now
[Chorus]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
But tomorrow I turn twenty-three and it feels like everyone hates me
Emaj7 Bmaj7 G#m
So, how old do you have to be to live so young and careless?
Emaj7
My wish is that I cared less at twenty-three
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
[Verse 2]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Thе bags on my eyes, no, they’rе not designer
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
but they’re overpriced, I paid for with cryin’ (Cry, cry, cry)
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7
And every ex hits my phone like, “Happy birthday, are you alone?”
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7 Emaj7
You tried to ruin twenty-two, so don’t pretend that now we’re cool
[Pre-Chorus]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Everything looks good on paper, displayed on the shelf
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
And nobody thinks they should save her ‘cause she’s doin’ well
Emaj7 B B/Bb G#m
Three hundred sixty-five days later, I still haven’t learned to calm down
F# Emaj7
But I blow candles out, my wish should be different by now
[Chorus]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
But tomorrow I turn twenty-three and it feels like everyone hates me
Emaj7 Bmaj7 G#m
So, how old do you have to be to live so young and careless?
Emaj7
My wish is that I cared less at twenty-three
[Bridge]
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
It’s my Jordan year, twenty-three, no they’re not designer, but they’re—
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Ahhhhhhhhhh
Emaj7 Bsus2 Bmaj7
Tomorrow I turn twenty-three
G#m E
Happy birthday, happy birthday
[Outro]
Emaj7 Bmaj7 Emaj7 Bmaj7
I hope that I’ll see twenty-four, I hope I’ll understand me more
Emaj7 Bmaj7 G#m
I hope my bed is off the floor, I hope that I can care less,
Emaj7
But I’m afraid to care less
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